"King of Corpses." Zhao Yuan waved to the King of Corpses after seeing the young man climb onto the remains of the mecha.
"Well, what for?"
The King of Corpses, who was watching the battle with his legs crossed, was wandering thousands of miles away because he saw Zhao Yuan fighting with the mecha. Thousands of thoughts were entangled in his brain. In his mind, there was also a vague impression of the mecha.
"You stay with him."
"Why me?" The King of Corpses is the king of the walking dead. He considers himself to be a noble person, but he feels unhappy when he is summoned by Zhao Yuan in front of hundreds of cultivators.
"Because you are the only brother here."
"Eh... that's pretty much it. However, I am the King of Ten Thousand Corpses. If I become a brother with you, wouldn't I lose my status?" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses muttered.
"Where are your men?" Zhao Yuan snorted coldly, looked around at the corpses of the walking dead scattered all over the mountains and fields, and said sarcastically.
"Ah...cough cough..." The face of the King of Corpses with deep-set eye sockets turned red.
"Stop being so nagging, keep an eye on that person!" Zhao Yuan urged.
"oh……"
The King of Corpses unwillingly flew into the cockpit of the wreckage of the steel monster, and stood behind the young man. Ten long nails rubbed around the young man, making a harsh sound, which frightened him.
The young man's hair stood on end and he remained motionless.
"Boy, what is this?" The King of Corpses looked around and asked curiously.
"Mecha."
"What is a mecha?"
"You don't understand."
"Grandma, believe it or not, I killed you! I'm asking you if I don't understand. If you tell me, I'll understand." The King of Corpses suddenly became furious and scolded.
"...Mechas are high-tech products that can fight against abnormal humans..."
"What is a high-tech product?" The King of Corpses looked confused.
"..."
"What is a perverted human being?" The King of Corpses' jumping nerves immediately moved to the next question before the young man could answer.
"That's what you call a cultivator."
"Oh... cultivators are just abnormal human beings." The King of Corpses said with a look of sudden realization.
"Yes, gods are called super perverts."
"Super perverted...ah...hahaha...yes, they are really super perverted..." The King of Corpses seemed to have recalled some memories and laughed.
"What about me?" The King of Corpses suddenly asked as if he remembered something.
"You..." The young man opened his mouth, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
"What am I?"
"You are a monster..."
"What!" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses suddenly became furious and shouted: "How can I be a monster? How can I be a monster? I am the King of Ten Thousand Corpses. I am the noble King of Ten Thousand Corpses. Do you know that?!"
"I know..." the young man paused and said: "Up to now, many things in the universe cannot be explained by science, and you are a phenomenon that cannot be explained by science, so you are collectively called a monster."
"You are the monster, and your whole family is a monster..."
The King of Corpses kept cursing and ignored the young man, but focused his attention on Zhao Yuan.
At this time, hundreds of cultivators coming from all directions were gathering together. Zhao Yuan seemed to be negotiating with them. After a while, the hundreds of cultivators dispersed.
The earth suddenly became quiet.
After the army was over, the suffocating silence returned to the valley.
The five elders who survived the catastrophe have been taken to the Shamiao Castle by Xiao Ruan to recuperate. They have made an appointment with Zhao Yuan to meet at a place. Moreover, Zhao Yuan promised the five elders to help him regain his supernatural powers.
In fact, even if a cultivator like Wu Lao who suddenly lost his magical power survived, he would be full of despair about the future and would often choose to commit suicide. Zhao Yuan's promise undoubtedly gave him hope of living.
The Soldiers' Dissolution Valley, where you could hear needle drops, was in a mess, with broken limbs and broken arms of the walking dead everywhere, as well as the corpses of some cultivators.
The huge drop-shaped metal spacecraft also lay quietly on the ground, emitting blue smoke.
This huge battlefield seemed to be suddenly frozen.
No. 3 was sitting in the cockpit of the mecha, quietly looking at the long-haired young man wearing fiery red armor. He knew that the other party was using him as bait to ambush the rescuers.
No. 3 has no way to change the status quo. He can only wait and see what happens, because the communication facilities on both the drop-shaped spacecraft and the mecha have been completely destroyed.
Time passed by, and the long-haired young man was still sitting quietly under a huge piece of metal, motionless, like a lifeless sculpture.
From a physiological point of view, Zhao Yuan has indeed lost his life, because his body does not exude the slightest vitality, and even his body temperature has disappeared. At this time, Zhao Yuan is no different from a cold corpse.
What a difference.
Zhao Yuan, who had been on Earth before, knew that if he wanted to hide it from the other party, he had to lose his vitality. The temperature emitted by his body could not conceal high-tech reconnaissance technology at all...
…
A spaceship passed through the space barrier and entered the sandy space.
In the cockpit of the teardrop-shaped metal spacecraft, there sat a heroic and beautiful woman. She was Awakening No. 1.
Don't underestimate her. Among the awakened human combat masters, No. 1 can definitely be ranked in the top ten. Moreover, she is the best combatant in the Source Energy Monitoring Headquarters. The gods and cultivators who died in her hands
There are countless people, including some ancient gods.
After No. 3 crashed, the headquarters immediately dispatched No. 1 to rescue, which shows her lofty status in the Source Energy Monitoring Headquarters.
No. 1's eyebrows were furrowed, and a pair of clear eyes were fixed on the holographic screen.
The relationship between No. 1 and No. 3 is not very good, but that is just a personal matter and has nothing to do with work.
There is no doubt that No. 1 is a person who distinguishes between public and private matters. When she heard what happened to No. 3, she immediately called for a fight.
Now, Number One has a lot of problems.
The Sha Miao Formation is an ancient formation, and there are many cultivators trapped in it. Among them, there are many powerful cultivators. However, from the perspective of No. 1, the cultivators in the Sha Miao Formation are all small.
Yu Xiaoxia, with the ability of No. 3, should be able to deal with it calmly, and the probability of an accident is almost negligible. But now, something happened to No. 3, and even the spacecraft crashed.
Who is that long-haired young man wearing fiery red leather armor?
What exactly happened?
No. 1 has replayed the battle footage dozens of times, searching for any clues about the long-haired young man. However, there were no clues. The long-haired young man seemed to have used brute force to tear the sturdy drop-shaped spaceship apart.
destroy.
Destroy a huge alloy spaceship with your bare hands?
A wry smile appeared at the corner of No. 1's mouth. She had simulated it thousands of times in her brain, but she still couldn't imagine how a person could use brute force to destroy a spacecraft weighing tens of thousands of tons. Moreover, the spacecraft was full of damage.
A terrifying weapon with incredible power...
…
It seems that we have really met our opponent this time!
The wry smile on No. 1's lips turned into a hint of cold cruelty.
No. 1 doesn't have any favorable impressions of cultivators or gods, because they are just a group of naked parasites who rely on the faith enshrined by ordinary humans to live.
Eliminating cultivators and gods is No. 1’s lifelong goal!
The teardrop-shaped metal spacecraft traveled through the vast universe, broke through the space barrier, and immediately locked onto the wreckage of the teardrop-shaped metal spaceship and the remains of the mecha in the Soldier Valley.
"No. 1, be careful." A majestic face appeared on the holographic screen.
"Yes, General."
No. 1 nodded, and ten white fingers jumped up and down on the main control board. On the holographic screen in the main control room, the terrain of the Valley of Dissolution appeared.
Corpses, body parts, incinerated rocks, tree branches, the pitted, drop-shaped metal spacecraft wreckage, and the dilapidated mecha.
It can be seen from the chaotic scene that the battle at that time was extremely fierce and the scope involved was extremely wide.
On the holographic screen, you can clearly see a weird-looking zombie hijacking No. 3 and hiding in the wreckage of the mecha.
Number 1 is a thoughtful woman who has experienced hundreds of battles and has rich experience. She was not in a hurry to land, but repeatedly combed the ground for clues.
If awakened humans do not have high technology as weapons, they will be as vulnerable as ants in front of cultivators and gods. Therefore, No. 1 knows very well that even the slightest carelessness will make her end in tragedy...